Chapter 3: The City of Poverty
On the afternoon of the third day of the journey, Hasrab finally ordered the coat of arms of Wasam to be re-hung: the city of Bad was approaching, and the majestic gate could already be seen in the distance. The convoy of www.biquge.info Pavilion slowly approached, and the figure of the city gate guards had already come into view, and more than a dozen tall and heavily armed giant shield crossbowers stood there in strict formation, looking very mighty, and their momentum was not much worse than the grassroots warriors of the Knights of Light. Rao was a well-informed Haishan, and he was also shocked, he never imagined that he would see such a majestic soldier in such a poor city of Bart.
True to their name, the Shield Crossbow wields the iconic Giant Tower Shield, which is almost as tall as a soldier and extremely heavy, providing airtight protection on the battlefield. Their main weapon was a short spear forged from stainless steel with a shaft, which could be stabbed or thrown, and was quite powerful. Behind him is another iconic weapon: the Heavy Crossbow!
Zhang Long saw the heroic appearance of this terrible weapon for the first time, and he was greatly impressed in his heart: it is really huge enough! I really don't know how the craftsmen who designed them came up with the idea, they have reached the extreme size of individual crossbows, and it is impossible to pull the string with bare hands, and can only be done with an intricately designed long-handled lever mounted on the bow arm. I also know that the combat power of this giant heavy crossbow must be extraordinary, and it is no wonder that Bart City can defend against the Yveglos with the giant shield crossbow army......
In a few moments, the convoy had stopped under the city gates, and Hasrab stepped out of the caravan and showed the customs clearance paperwork to the captain of the guard.
"Team Vowsam, welcome to Bart City!" The captain was a tall, muscular, unsmiling man, and his poker face couldn't help but give people the feeling of wanting to stay away immediately.
"Grand Duke Kirk has prepared a welcome ceremony in the central arena, and soldiers will take you there. The captain still read from the script with a blank face. Hasrab thanked him briefly, then went back to his carriage and let a few light cavalry lead the way into the city. Zhang Long looked out of the car window curiously, "admired" the street scene of Bart City all the way, and couldn't help but sigh: This ghost place is really poor!
Even the worst slums in Wasam are much better than the ordinary urban areas of But: there are many shanty towns, few brick houses are found, and there are even more than half a house above the second floor. The streets are full of unkempt and unclothed people, the gutters on both sides of the road have long been filled, and the sewage on the road is stinking all the way, which makes people wonder if the residents of this city know that there is a facility called "sewer".
"This place...... Why is this like this?" Zhang Long muttered with his nose rubbed.
"Poor!" Hasrab seems to have been used to it for a long time, after all, he will come to the iron cage boxing stadium in Bart City every time he takes a vacation to bet on money, he casually knocked on the small round shield of steel on his knee and said: "I was already poor, since the rise of the regular arena, there are fewer and fewer foreign gamblers who come to the iron cage boxing stadium, and I am even poorer.
Following the direction of Hasraba's finger, Zhang Long looked out, only to see a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl walking out of the door of a dilapidated wooden shed, with long dirty hair sticking to her face, and only a small piece of dirty fig leaf tied around her waist that was so dirty that she couldn't make out her true colors. Seeing this, the two light cavalry who led the way hurriedly rode over and shouted: No matter how you say that the Vossam team is also the honored guest of the Grand Duke, what a rude and shameful thing to dump the toilet in front of the distinguished guests!
The girl was frightened and ran back to the house in a panic, and the last thing Zhang Long saw was her dirty ass covered with ashes, and her figure was not bad, but she couldn't mention evil thoughts at all, she only felt that she was too pitiful. I walked for a while with great emotion, and I arrived at the so-called "rich area" in the center of the city, and finally saw a few decent houses. To be honest, it is not much better than Lake Village, and the vast majority of the "rich" people in Bart City live in very ordinary tiled houses, and if they can live in a mansion with a small courtyard, they are already super tyrants!
The caravan finally stopped at the entrance of the arena in the center of Butt City, where the Grand Duke of Butt City and his nobles had already arranged for a guard of honor to wait there for a long time. When he saw them, Zhang Long was shocked, but he spontaneously felt a sense of awe: The military appearance was extremely strict, and it was a hundred times more powerful than the guards at the city gate! Moreover, all the nobles of Bart City headed by the Grand Duke, regardless of men and women, did not wear gorgeous robes, and all of them wore straight military uniforms, simple and mighty, as if they were a solemn and magnificent scenery in this poor city.
Under the unified command of Hasrahb's overseer, seven of Wassam's top gladiators dismounted, stood in a neat row and made a majestic appearance, followed Hasrahb escorted by the accompanying soldiers through the guard of honor to the nobles, Hasrahb knelt down on one knee and presented Kirk with the Codex of Archduke Wasam Kinmaier.
"Welcome to Team Worsam. Grand Duke Kierke was a middle-aged man in his fifties with a gray beard, quite tall, six feet and two inches, with a bearded face that looked somewhat unkempt. He wore a fairly well-fitting officer's uniform, and his figure did not look like a good man, which was not easy for a man of his age.
After Kirk finished his simple greeting, he cut his hands behind his back, and walked towards the seven Wasam gladiators with a majestic expression, and carefully examined them before he spoke: "Sure enough, they are all first-class heroes, I hope you can bring some new atmosphere to the arena of the city." Then he turned to Hasrab, "Benjue has arranged lodging for the dignitaries in the Colosseum, and in a moment everyone will settle in, and dinner will be served." Bart City is relatively poor, which makes everyone laugh!"
"Where, where......" Hasrab hurriedly put on a smiling face, "Guests are as they please, thank you for your attention, I am very grateful!"
Grand Duke Kirk smiled: "In that case, please rest and prepare for tomorrow's game." In a while, the little lady Lady Aguinara will be in charge of the specific reception work, and you can ask her if you have any needs. As soon as the Grand Duke's voice fell, a heroic young female officer stepped out proudly, raised her right hand into a fist in front of her chest, and performed a standard Western Army salute.
"Good day, Wasam dignitaries. The female officer said aloud, "I am the daughter of the Grand Duke of Kirk, the deputy chief of the Axe Guard of Barth, Dame Aguinara Catherine Befferty. She paused, making sure that everyone in the room knew who she was and what her title was, before she continued, "Over the next few days, my Axe Guards and I will be in charge of your reception, and we hope to have a good time working together. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, I would like to state that all of you are free to move during the day when you are not competing, whether you are soldiers, civilians or slaves, but there is a curfew in the city after 8 p.m., and everyone must return to your accommodation before the curfew, so please cooperate!"
Curfew! Zhang Long was stunned for a moment, and then he was relieved: In such a poor place with mountains and bad waters, public order is certainly not very good, and the implementation of a curfew is inevitable. But...... Could it be that the building in front of you is really the Arena in the center of Bart City?
It can be seen that this arena has been repaired by the Grand Duke with his best efforts, and it is still magnificent, and there is nothing dilapidated. But...... This scale is not as good as the sub-arenas in various urban areas in Wasam, at most it is the level of the Scarborough Arena built by the Horse Racing Chamber of Commerce!
Is...... Why did the first stop of the national league choose such a poor place?